After announcing the rules, the referee presiding over the match looked just as expectant as the contestants in the stands.
"Ying'er has already failed three summons in a row. By rights, she should be guaranteed a seventh-level magical beast this time," Bai Xiaoxing said, counting on his fingers from his seat in the stands.
"Is that a pattern you discovered?" Xue Meng asked curiously among the players sitting together. "I thought her summons were random every time."
"Of course not." Bai Xiaoxing shook his head and said with a perfectly straight face, "This is called mystical guesswork."
Xue Meng: "..."
"To ensure fairness in a battle between a knight and a summoner, both sides..." Before the referee could finish, Yue Chen interrupted him.
"Sir, we can just follow the usual procedure for my match with her," Yue Chen said with a smile. "Like her previous matches."
"Then let's begin." The referee agreed without a second thought, then withdrew to the edge of the arena.
"I didn't expect you to be so nice." Standing opposite Yue Chen, Chen Ying'er smiled faintly. "Then I'll get started."
With that, Chen Ying'er's crystal-clear orb appeared in her hands once more, and ethereal, clear incantations rang from her little mouth.
Yue Chen simply let her summon the Gate of Life, making no attempt to interrupt her casting. After all, he had already secured his qualifying spot in Group Six. Whether he won or lost this match made no difference to him.
Rumble-
As Chen Ying'er's incantation for summoning the Gate of Life drew to a close, a heavy stone gate slowly rose from beneath the ground.
"Open, Gate of Life." Having completed the summoning, Chen Ying'er's rosy face had grown somewhat pale. "Spirits of all living things, heed my summons and descend."
Creak-
Obeying Chen